Obsession led me to write. It's been that way with every book I've ever written. I become completely consumed by a theme,… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“Desire radiated from him. It radiated out into the darkness and seemed to find the four walls of this enclosing place, and… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
But during all these years I had a vague but persistent desire to return to New Orleans. I never forgot New Orleans.… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“I wanted love and goodness in this which is living death,' I said. 'It was impossible from the beginning, because you cannot… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
Oh to have you with me, to have you here, not to be alone, but to be with you, my beauty, you… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“And it was not merely the dry hissing coil of the thirst that was quenched and dissolved, it was all my craving,… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
Yet I saw crypts when I looked at him, and I heard the beat of kettledrums. I saw torchlit fields where I… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“There had never been any talent, any talent to draw or paint or to make music or to write or to make any of… — anne rice Copy Share Image
“there are only two things which I believe—the first is that no mortal can refuse the Dark Gift once he really knows what it… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“Lie quiet and you will lapse back into peace again. Be like the god Heimdall before the battle call, so still that you can… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
All the stories I have told you are finally as useless as all ancient knowledge is to man and to us. Its images and… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
If you want to be a writer, write. Write and write and write. If you stop, start again. Save everything that you write. If… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
How can so much beauty hide such a bruised and steely heart, and why must I love him, why must I lean in my… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“you do get wiser when you live for hundreds of years; but you also have more time to turn out as badly as your… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“I don't need to sleep to play. I'm crazy anyway. Being crazier still could only help.” — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
“what I felt was inexpressible gratitude for the music, that in this horror there could be something as beautiful as that.” — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
